Five minutes later, Vanessa got out of the car with an inexplicable expression on her face. She felt like laughing as Luke waved his hand and left.
What the hell was playing cards before she left?
What the hell was a card that could change one's fate? Couldn't he have found a deck of tarot cards to make it more believable?
Also, he said that he could tell how lucky she was by the number of times she won or lost. That was even more ridiculous!
She had actually listened to Luke's nonsense with great interest, as if she had been possessed. She must have lost her mind.
But maybe the game really was useful. Vanessa's terrible mood lightened, and she hummed a song as she walked into the alley.
On the other side, Luke, who had just lost two rounds, watched Vanessa leave and shook his head with a smile. "Your luck is only normal now that you've met me."
Looking at Vanessa's dimming abilities, he didn't feel reluctant to let her go.
Vanessa's abilities had been disabled for so long that she had learned them a long time ago.
At that moment, Elementary Driving was still on his list of abilities, and it didn't have a suffix — it was his own ability.
The purpose of the Super Learning Module had always been to learn, not simply copy.
The reason why he let Vanessa go was very simple.
First of all, she wasn't a must-kill group according to the system. Secondly, she had provided Luke with an elementary ability. Finally, and most importantly, it was her face.
When it came to a woman, a normal man would always look at her face.
Putting on Elementary Driving, the Queen of Taxis in New York, Luke watched as Vanessa made several turns into an abandoned factory on the drone's screen.
After days of investigation, he realized that Hernan Reyes wasn't simple at all. His forces were involved in every aspect of Rio.
On the surface, Hernan was a big businessman who often did charity work. He built drinking water systems for the slums, donated money to build schools, and worked on primary health care.
But in private, this bigshot was involved in almost all kinds of illegal activities, and looked down on those who weren't.
If he killed this guy, Daddy System would at least give him a thousand experience and credit points, right? As Luke pondered, he put a cross next to Hernan's name.
But what was Vanessa and her gang up on?
If it was money, under the leadership of the bald man and the handsome young man last night, Vanessa and the others had watched millions of dollars turn into ashes in front of them.
Yes, when the bald man raided Hernan's vault last night, the electrifying long-legged Vanessa was in the black hood.
It was probably because her appearance was too obvious that she didn't take off her mask and was even wearing men's clothes.
Perhaps only personal grudges couldn't be resolved with money. So, did all these people have personal grudges against Hernan?
Luke turned the car into an alley and quickly reached the factory.
The factory was old and quite spacious. It had been specially taken care of.
There was a sofa and bed in the corner, and there was a car and some spare parts in another corner. That was where the car was modified.
In another corner there was a stove, and two Negroes were cooking.
With just a whiff of the smell, Luke concluded that the two men's craftsmanship was hellish.
Vanessa was sitting on the sofa, talking with a few people.
There were men and women, blacks, whites, Asians, Hispanics.
The bald man and the handsome young man who had burned Hernan's vault were both here.
With his Sharp Nose, Luke could tell that everybody had been involved in the money-burning operation that night.
After listening to their conversation for a moment, it dawned on him that these guys were after all Hernan's cash.
Beating the grass to scare the snake was not something that only the Chinese could do. This group of people also knew how to do it.
They had burned the millions of dollars because they wanted Hernan to gather his own money and take it all at once.
After all, robbing it once was much easier than robbing it ten times in a row.
If Hernan didn't gather the money after the bald man had startled the enemy, what would he do if another few million dollars were burned? If there was a first time, there would be a second time.
Hernan had a lot of people, but it was impossible for him to take care of all the vaults, and it was very likely that the bald man would take them down one by one.
So, this was an overt scheme!
Also, it seemed that the bald man and the handsome young man really did have personal grudges against Hernan, which was even more misleading.
They were betting that Hernan wouldn't be able to sit still.
In fact, the bald man's plan had probably succeeded in the beginning.
Of the locations that Luke had checked in the past two days, two of them had delivered a large amount of cash.
He hadn't done anything because it wasn't necessary.
As long as he caught Hernan, there was no way this bigshot wouldn't have any personal gains in his head.
But when he heard the locations that these guys were going to rob, Luke clicked his tongue inwardly. Sure enough, the bolder they were, the more property they had. How dare they rob a police station?
After secretly taking photos of them, Luke retreated again.
It wasn't a bad idea to let these guys cause trouble for Hernan; it would be more likely for Hernan, who was worried about money, to make mistakes while he was busy.
Fishing in troubled waters was the way to go.
In the afternoon, Luke returned to the beach and pondered his plan of action in front of a stall in his notebook.
Vanessa and her gang would make their move in a few days. It would be best for him to seize the opportunity to take action.
It would be best if he could get his hands on Hernan. Luke was very interested in the intelligence in this bigshot's head.
Suddenly, he saw two long legs flash in the corner of his eye.
He turned his head and saw that Vanessa and an Asian man had just walked past. They were leaning against a shady spot and chatting casually.
Luke was amused. What are they doing now?
It didn't take long for him to figure it out.
Hernan Reyes had appeared in a cafe in a hotel not far away.
Luke turned on the radio on his fake phone and listened to Vanessa and the man's conversation through his earpiece.
"It's hopeless. This guy brought one, two, three, four, five bodyguards with him. The glass in that spot is probably bulletproof," the Asian man said in a low voice as he casually stuffed a potato chip into his mouth.
"Eight! There's only one man at the table on the left and the table behind them. Do you think they look like people who are in the mood for coffee? "Vanessa's gaze drifted past Hernan as she spoke in a low voice.
"How long has it been since you last worked out?" the Asian man asked casually.
Vanessa's face darkened. "Can't I take a vacation?"
Looking at her face, the Asian man asked, "Your bad luck hasn't worn off yet?"
Vanessa turned her head away, not wanting to answer this hurtful question.
The Asian man shrugged and stopped chatting. He looked at Hernan. "How can we get his palm print? Dominic must be joking. We'll definitely be stopped by the bodyguards if we get close. "
Vanessa snorted. "That's why some things can only be done by women."
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